The Sultan, taking the advantage of this incertainty, and addressing the ladies, said: “You have Altars then? Pray, how are they feasted?” As he was speaking, he nimbly turn’d his Ring successively on all the women except Mirzoza; and every one of their Toys answering in its turn, these words were heard in different tones. “I am frequented, batter’d, abandon’d, perfum’d, fatigu’d, ill serv’d, disgusted, etc. ” They all spoke their word, but so precipitately, that no just application could be made. Their jargon, sometimes rumbling, sometimes yelping, accompanied with loud laughs of Mangogul and his courtiers, made a noise of a new kind. The ladies agreed with a very grave air, that it was very diverting.